A/N: This is my second fanfic, please R&R and be honest: D. Special thanks to Lightshadow17 for the idea for this story, please R&R his stories too, search author search Lightshadow17. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters that appear in the Twilight books. However, the characters of Frederick, Trevor, Lucian and Sonia are of my own creation.

The Human Who Kills Vampires

The human and the vampire stood face to face. The human was taller than the vampire, but the vampire could kill the human in less than a millisecond. But the human was confident. The vampire was terrified, even though he did not show it.

The human's name was Trevor and the vampire's name was Frederick. Frederick was Spanish in birthplace, though Romanian at heart. Trevor was English in birthplace, though he had an Italia master. Trevor worked for the Volturi. Frederick was the equal of Vladimir, Stefan and the other two Romanian leaders, Lucian and Sonia. They stared each other down. Finally, Frederick whimpered and scurried away like a rat. Like a rat that can run very fast. Trevor smiled and started the long walk back to Volterra.

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"This is UNNACCEPTABLE MARCUS! How could your killer let him go? Now he is barely outside earshot, and comes to kill us all!" shouted Caius. There had been a treaty between the Romanians and the Volturi which had lasted for years. It had specific rules, and Frederick was technically abiding by all these rules as he came into Volterra with death in his eyes.

"He is difficult for me to see. He is very fast. But I could have killed him. He-" Trevor tried to stand up for himself.

"You let him GO? Marcus, Frederick comes under the truce that has stood for thirty years. Do you want to go back to war again so soon?" Caius reached a new level of anger. "As for you, Trevor, I'll kill you!"

Trevor burst out laughing. "Try me Caius! Kill me, I dare you!" Caius was obviously fuming, but said nothing. Trevor continued. "He knows he is no threat to you, Marcus, Aro, Caius. He can't kill any of you, and you know it."

Frederick entered confidently. "As you know, I come under the truce. Now I also come to kill Trevor. As we all know that the killer of Trevor will also be killed because of his dormant revenge power. Whatever injury is inflicted on him, will be also inflicted on the attacker. Vladimir now only has eight fingers, suddenly lost after his attack on Trevor and the pointless struggle he and Marcus had over who would get to keep this human. Trevor also has eight fingers, and he is lacking the same two as Vladimir. It's not a coincidence."

"What will you do then, since you can't kill him without dying yourself?" asked Marcus, seriously confused.

"If I cut off his left arm, without him touching me, you, Marcus will kill him." said Frederick with a smile.

"NO!" said Aro, "We can just kill Frederick, end the truce! Let us counsel!"

"Let us counsel," said Caius.

"No. I trust my killer. I trust Trevor. He will win. Now what happens if Trevor beats you?" said Marcus meaningfully.

"If Trevor even touches me, before I cut off his left arm, then you can all kill me, a powerful leader of the Romanians, and keep the truce intact. If the fight takes longer than one minute, you win anyway. Tempted?" Frederick smiled.

"Yes I am. Trevor?" said Marcus.

"Yes. Let's do this." Trevor nodded to Marcus.

And instantly Frederick sprang. Trevor was almost as quick. He pulled out a small metal object. It was carved and metallic, and a jet of flame spewed out from it, preceded by a click. Frederick was literally knocked backwards by the power of the raw fire. Trevor ran forward, with his hand reached out, but Frederick recovered too quickly. He jumped over Trevor's head and rushed over to the sewer wall. Frederick slammed both his fists into the concrete, and sent shards of concrete flying around the room. Trevor managed to dodge one that was coming at him. Frederick moved over to a particularly big piece and easily hefted it in his right hand. Now Frederick had a weapon.

The fight ended quickly from then on in. Frederick slid forward across the ground and gracefully stabbed the shard past the jet of fire coming at him. It lodged itself immediately in Trevor's arm. His left arm. Frederick let out a cry of delight as Trevor fell to the ground in pain. Frederick circled, jeering at the assembled vampires.

Then Trevor looked at Marcus. At his master. His friend. Then Trevor closed his eyes and a jet of flame came out of the carved object. It engulfed Trevor's arm. His left arm. Frederick turned around to see Trevor lying on the ground. Trevor's entire left arm had been burnt off. Frederick howled. Trevor had made it impossible for Frederick to cut off his left arm, because Trevor had no left arm.

Trevor was going into unconsciousness.

"That's one minute, Frederick," Said Aro with a smile. The vampires lunged and Frederick was torn to pieces where he stood. Then Caius snatched the small metal flamethrower from the ground where Trevor had dropped it. All the vampires were contributing to Frederick's destruction. All except one. Marcus appeared at Trevor's side and bit deep into his neck. Trevor faded into unconsciousness...

The pain was terrible...

It was a cold burning...

It lasted for three days...

And when Trevor awoke, Marcus was standing next to him. Didyme, his wife was beside Marcus. Trevor didn't even breathe. He was alive! Marcus and Didyme turned as one and smiled.

"Trevor. You were the first human to kill a vampire. You made history, my friend." said Marcus with a broad grin on his face.

"But I didn't... It was Caius..."

"He dealt the final blow. But it was you who was responsible for his death." said Didyme.

"You were the human who kills vampires." said Marcus.

Trevor smiled. "Wait, Master." Marcus turned. "I was? As in, I'm not that human anymore?"

Marcus nodded, and left with his wife.

Then Trevor felt the burning, the thirst for blood as his life as a vampire began.